Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan took a sigh of relief: “So smooth! ”

Huang Si Tiger's arms trembled. That was the result of a collision with Li Qingshan's hand. He measured Li Qingshan from afar up and down. His face was full of weirdness: “How the hell did you practice?” This rate of progress is like a monster.

He originally valued Li Qingshan's mind and martial arts. He thought that he had found a jade in the pile of turbulent stones. He was willing to grind it to see if he was qualified to take over the position of hunter, but in the end he found himself underestimating Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan thought about it: “I've been drinking ginseng wine lately, it's a prescription left by my master. ”

Huang Si Tiger hesitated for a moment: "Can I see it?” The original rules of the river and lake were not to ask these questions, but he really wanted to know what was going on.

Li Qingshan said in a heartfelt manner: “No problem! ”

Huang Si Hu asked about the prescription, Li Qingshan actually complained, Huang Si Hu nodded: “This prescription is indeed delicate, but it is too powerful, too much ginseng is also used, too much can not be drunk, a small amount is enough each day. ”

Besides, he was not much different from the usual medicine and wine. He also went to Li Qingshan's room to try it, and the conclusion was the same. He doesn't believe that just drinking ginseng soaked medicine and alcohol can make people progress so fast. Isn't everyone in King's Chambers a world-class expert?

But if you keep asking, it's too inappropriate to hold your stomach in doubt. But he didn't think about Li Qingshan's martial arts practice, because there is nothing remarkable about the Goddess of the Universe in foreign kung fu.

Li Qingshan certainly can't tell him that he drinks this medicine and drink it in a bowl, at least a few large bowls a day, which has been around for some time now.

“By the way, what kind of martial arts am I now? ”

“barely enough to be third class.” Huang Si Hu remembers the other day, he evaluated that Li Qingshan would never be a problem to become a third-rate master. This turn of eyes became true, as if it were a dream.

“Just third-rate?” Li Qingshan lacked greed.

Huang Si Tiger glared at his eyes, and the martial arts function can be called master at third class. This guy is not satisfied yet. Doesn't he say that his martial arts are also “just third class”?

He was also a hunter of Le Ma Zhuang for many years, unwilling to be weakened by the boy: “But I am not good at martial arts, but arrow technique. If we talk about martial arts, Shanwang Zhuang's is stronger than ours, but only we dare to call Le Ma Zhuang, strong bow and crossbow, even though I am a first-class master, I dare not to light its sharp. ”

And another reason is that he, whose illness is nearly obliterated, although he is called a tiger, most taboos a word of illness, which will in no way be taken as a justification.

“Yes, I have been practicing beads and arrows lately, I can shoot beads and arrows, unfortunately the target is still missing, please point to one or two.” Li Qingshan had seen Huang Si Tiger's archery with his own eyes and naturally did not dare to take it lightly.

Three arrows can be fired by a bead arrow!? You've only been practicing arrow technology for a month. Huang Si Tiger only feels that he has suffered too much today. Swing his hand: “Tomorrow you will ask Tibetan master to point out! I'm going home for reunion too. ”

The mind understands that this boy may really have the qualifications to invade the river and lake, and the hunting of the head is even less important. If he had such a speed of progress, he would certainly not have returned to Le Ma Zhuang.

“Yeah, Mid-Autumn again!” Li Qingshan looked to the sky and the full moon had just risen, but he had no family to reunite with, but there was finally a demon and a ghost around him, and he could have a reunion meal, so he went to prepare.

Green grass for the cows, meat for myself, and candlepaper money for Ann.

Everything was settled, but no sign of Xiao An: “Brother Niu, where is Xiao An? ”

“Don't know!”

Li Qingshan mumbled: “This kid has been playing wild lately, and he doesn't bother me anymore. It's really weird, let's wait for him! ”

The full moon is rising, on White Old Peak, silent.

The moon brightens from the clouds.

A couple of people with brassiere lay on their backs in lush grass, looking at the cliffs at the top of White Old Peak, like they were waiting for something.

“After spending so much effort, so many people died, having taken a death revenge with the people of Le Ma Zhuang, but not a single hair of spiritual ginseng, now even the people of Le Ma Zhuang have retreated to the mountains to reunite with their families, and we must guard, what is the head of the Zhuang master thinking. ”

“You know what, spiritual ginseng is a spiritual object, so moved, naturally will hide and not show up, but today is the full moon night, spiritual ginseng will surely show up, adopt the moonhua, the owner of the estate has long anticipated, as long as the spiritual ginseng is obtained, the power of the owner of the estate is greatly increased, what is the fear of Le Ma Zhuang, then trample down Le Ma Zhuang, rob their food and finance, and play with their women all the time, it is the vengeance. ”

“Quiet, don't ruin the dealer's big thing!” Someone whispered and scolded.

The voice immediately calmed down, leaving only the dying autumn worm singing low and the full moon rising to the height.

A small man a foot tall suddenly drilled out of the ground, hesitating to walk towards the brightest cliff of the moonlight, look carefully, which is a small man, but a ginseng, just rarely in the shape of a ginseng, in the night like a dwarf, walking and floating, like floating.

The gatherers ambushed in the grass suddenly held their breath and dared not make a sound, so magical that they had not seen the grass in their entire lives.

Spiritual Ginseng looked to the right for a moment and seemed to be sure that no one had drifted to the top of the cliff, settled down, and the silk moonlight wrapped around it.

“Do it!” By a single order, the gatherers came together, and the net descended from day to day, jumping to the spiritual ginseng.

Spiritual ginseng is immersed in the moon, before it can react, it is netted, and lifted off the ground. The netting is made of beef, and no matter how hard it struggles, it cannot escape.

Four visitors' eyebrows smiled and watched closely.

“There are so many cliffs on this old white peak, all of them ambushed people, this spiritual involvement hit our hands. It really helps me. I can always get some soup to drink when I go back, maybe I can mix it with a master. ”

“Maybe you can eat the whole thing and be a fairy! ”

Several people laughed together, a visitor's smile suddenly stifled, a snowy sword tip coming out of his throat, he struggled to turn back.

The tip of the sword had shrunk back, and he had fallen to the ground as he climbed down and had seen only one shadow.

Other gatherers reacted, yelling to pull out the waist knife, chopping it off into the shadows, sword blades swept over their necks like a spiritual serpent, a few bloody splashes.

In an instant, four miners died in fate, but they couldn't even pay back a move. The martial arts were so high that they could see a spot.

“I didn't expect the rumors to be true. Huh, you Yamano villagers deserve to enjoy such spirits.” A young man dressed in noble clothes, handsome to retrieve his sword, while reaching for the spiritual ginseng on the ground, can't help but get excited, so long as he gets the object, he can greatly increase his power.

But at this point, the mutation was steep, and the falling ginseng suddenly moved out and let the man grab an empty spot.